Hey, Mom. How are you? I’m hanging in there. I had to pull off an event at work this week. With only a week’s notice, I had to rent a tent, chairs, table and PA system as well as get a catered lunch for our whole company. I managed to make it work, but because of the extreme heat, I actually had an episode that might have been heat exhaustion. I had to go lie in our lab space for a while until the edges of my vision were no longer black. I’m glad I made it through, and I’m looking forward to a more low key week of doing easy projects, like scanning and filing.
I know I told you about my date night with Cliff last week, but I don’t think I told you about how he hurt my feelings before our date. We were relaxing before heading to the movies. I was listening to my earbuds, and he was “resting his eyes.” I think I must have inherited singing along to music from you. I know a lot of people do that, but it’s one of the ways I really enjoy listening to music. I know I’m not a great singer, but Cliff didn’t have to get all huffy with me and say “Must you sing?” Yes, I must. It’s the way I enjoy the music. I remember growing up hearing you sing along, and I always associated that with joy and happiness with the music. I don’t care if it offends. It makes me happy to sing along.
This weekend I’ve been concentrating on getting the mountain of laundry down to a manageable pile. We also went swimming yesterday. So I will leave you with these pool pictures of my little mermaid. She likes to show off how she can put her head under the water now.
I love you, Mom. Next time, I’ll tell you about counseling. I’m still feeling it out at the moment.
Hey, Mom! How are you? 